Chapter 372: Human Race Three Emperors, Myriad Races Grand Contest!

The central part of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Here, it is the most central position of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Located at the center between the Human Race's Twelve Main Cities and the Ten Thousand Races' territory.

Here, a huge abyss, like a dividing line, completely separates the Twelve Main Cities and the Ten Thousand Races' territory.

Above the abyss, terrifying undulations transmitted, causing the entire abyss to tremble slightly.

Looking upward, one can see divine light bursting forth, boundless demonic qi, like a purgatory enveloping the entire sky.

Transcendent immortal qi pervades.

Overbearing blade qi, crisscrossing between heaven and earth, seeking to rend all.

Furthermore, there is a light and ethereal sword qi, flickering, extremely sharp.

Furthermore, there are bright blossoms blooming between heaven and earth, infinitely fragrant.

A sonorous voice sounded.

"Hahaha, God Emperor, it's been so long since we last crossed blows; you're still just as you were back then!"

A rough voice sounded.

Only seen, a stooped old man, holding a broken blade, laughing.

Although he looks somewhat aged, the old man's body possesses robust muscles; though his frame appears thin, it harbors extremely terrifying power within his flesh.

Before the old man, lo and behold, was the God Emperor.

The God Emperor snorted coldly, thrusting a fist forward; golden divine light burst forth, like a heavenly deity.

The old man was not afraid either; he likewise swung his broken blade, easily dispelling the God Emperor's fist.

On another side, a middle-aged person in green robes held an ordinary wooden sword, gazing calmly at the ferocious Demon Emperor before him.

"Even if you have broken through the Emperor Realm, Demon Emperor, you're still as useless as ever!"

Between the brows of the green-robed middle-aged person lay a thick arrogance, as if he didn't even regard the Demon Emperor in his eyes.

The Demon Emperor roared angrily.

"Sword Emperor, you're courting death! Do you really think this emperor can't do anything to you!"

The Sword Emperor gave a cold laugh.

"Then let me see just how strong the Demon Emperor truly is!"

Having said that, strands of sword qi instantly crisscrossed outward, forming a sword-blade storm that swept across heaven and earth.

The Demon Emperor roared, boundless demonic qi surged upward instantly, and strands of ultimate flame ignited within the demonic qi.

Like a purgatory.

Boom—!!!

The Demon Emperor's physique instantly swelled, relying on his formidable flesh to contend with the Sword Emperor.

The Immortal Emperor stood in place, gazing lightly at the pallid middle-aged person before him, and said.

"Flower Emperor, I'm merely restraining you; we two need not make a move, right?"

The Flower Emperor, that pallid middle-aged person, gave a slight smile; with a subtle pinch of his fingers, a peach blossom appeared between his fingers.

The Flower Emperor lightly inhaled the fragrance of the peach blossom, and gave a faint smile.

"Exactly my intention; battle isn't suitable for me. Let's just sit quietly, drink tea, and admire flowers."

Hearing the Flower Emperor's words, the Immortal Emperor's mouth corner twitched slightly.

This fellow appears extremely gentle, but after so many years as old rivals, the Immortal Emperor naturally knows that beneath the Flower Emperor's gentle facade lies an extremely frenzied heart.

If one were truly deceived by the Flower Emperor's gentle appearance, then death would indeed be near.

However, the Immortal Emperor merely waved his hand, and a tea set appeared between them.

The Flower Emperor was not polite either; he showed no fear of possible poison in the tea, sitting cross-legged in the void and began to sip lightly.

"Speak, what do you three races plan?"

The Flower Emperor said lightly.

The Immortal Emperor gave a slight smile.

"As expected, still old rivals; we know each other's roots and depths."

The Flower Emperor snorted coldly.

"A full-scale invasion of my Human Race is merely to gain some say, right? Speak, what is it?"

The Flower Emperor bluntly exposed the true nature of the Three Races.

Having reached their level, they actually didn't care much about the matter of invasion.

Among them, invasion is merely a pretext; they clearly understand that annihilating each other is impossible.

Even if they truly succeeded, it would be a grave depletion of vital energy, and they themselves might even perish therein.

Thus, the matter of invasion is really just an excuse.

The Immortal Emperor also smiled faintly, likewise picking up a teacup, and said.

"No rush, no rush, wait a bit longer!"

The Flower Emperor snorted coldly.

"I fear what we wait for may not be the good news you hope for."

The Immortal Emperor didn't mind either; he simply waited quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the two's ears twitched slightly.

The Immortal Emperor's face instantly darkened.

Yet the Flower Emperor's face couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile.

Blade Emperor and Sword Emperor evidently also received some news; they both ceased fighting and laughed aloud.

"Hahaha, God Emperor, your plan will probably come to nothing."

"Tsk tsk tsk, invading our Human Race's Twelve Main Cities, you actually lost twenty-one King-Conferred ones, you Myriad Races are really too useless."

"The Sword Emperor gave a cold sneer and mocked."

"The faces of the God Emperor and the Demon Emperor suddenly sank, becoming rather unsightly."

"They also hadn't expected that this invasion of the Twelve Main Cities would actually cause the fall of twenty-one King-Conferred ones."

"Although for the Myriad Races, there are many King-Conferred Strong Ones, even reaching a terrifying three-digit number, the fall of twenty-one King-Conferred ones is also extremely painful!"

"Especially, there are also King-Conferred among their Three Races."

"Hmph, your Human Race isn't any better—you lost four King-Conferred ones; if I'm not mistaken, the Human Race only has over twenty King-Conferred ones on the surface, losing four at once is a heavy loss for your Human Race, too!"

"The God Emperor let out a cold snort."

"Although it seems the Myriad Races side lost more King-Conferred ones, the bases of the two sides are different!"

"On the Human Race side, there are only over twenty King-Conferred ones, and four were lost at once."

"Although the Myriad Races lost twenty-one King-Conferred ones, the Myriad Races have a three-digit number of King-Conferred ones!"

"The Blade Emperor's smile froze slightly, but he still let out a cold sneer."

"So what? I, the Human Race, will add another Five-Step King-Conferred; what about you, Myriad Races?"

"Obviously, this invasion campaign has thoroughly ended."

"The news from the Twelve Main Cities also gathered together and was transmitted to the Three Emperors' ears."

"The news of Zhao Tianxing's breakthrough to King-Conferred was also known to the Three Emperors."

"The three emperors fell silent."

"Still, the Immortal Emperor broke the silence and said lightly."

"In that case, this Cosmic Grotto-Heaven can grant the Human Race an extra slot."

"A gleam flashed in the Flower Emperor's eyes."

"A cold sneer."

"\"One? You really think the Human Race is easy to provoke? \""

"The Immortal Emperor took a deep look at the Flower Emperor and said lightly."

"\"The Cosmic Grotto-Heaven will open in another year; shouldn't we now discuss the matter of the Myriad Races Grand Competition? \""

"\"If you Human Race want to obtain more slots, you can simply show it in the Myriad Races Grand Competition, instead of haggling with us here! \""

"Upon hearing this, the Three Emperors' hearts sank."

"It has appeared!"

"The plan of the Three Races was spoken at this moment."

"Indeed, it is for the upcoming Myriad Races Grand Competition!"